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gods forge the sky to an iron dome
flame is their gate
earth grinds its teeth on stone
a flower breaks through fate
knees cannot hold the dawn
their wings choke the sun
we do not kneel
we crack the sky
our axes boil with thunder
our sigil dares the stars
their hymns reap kneeling bones
gold weighs down the ages
clay fires on the shell
every crack a spine that rises
let their words stab the light
our wings are broken waking
we do not kneel
we crack the sky
the shell holds drowned spires
to stand is to begin
shadows taste the rust
the shell becomes an anvil
stars drown in the flood
all that kneels now stands
we do not kneel
we crack the sky
your law is an old scar
we break crowns forge ploughs
we are the mark on lightnings tomb
gods forge the sky to an iron dome
flame is their gate
earth grinds its teeth on stone
a flower breaks through fate
knees cannot hold the dawn
their wings choke the sun
we do not kneel
we crack the sky
our axes boil with thunder
our sigil dares the stars
their hymns reap kneeling bones
gold weighs down the ages
clay fires on the shell
every crack a spine that rises
let their words stab the light
our wings are broken waking
we do not kneel
we crack the sky
the shell holds drowned spires
to stand is to begin
shadows taste the rust
the shell becomes an anvil
stars drown in the flood
all that kneels now stands
temples crumble into dust
where prayers once chained the wind
we dig with calloused hands
seeds where idols sinned
blood soaks the parched earth
not as offering
but as seed
their thrones of ivory rot
while our roots twist free
the moon weeps silver tears
for the kings who cannot see
we rise not with sword alone
but with the soil beneath our feet
